So this chapter is super long so I'm not going to leave a long author's note. But thanks for the story alert's and reviews :D

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Chapter Four

Teddy was too young to travel by apparition and Harry was too inexperienced to travel with both coffins, so Andromeda was appariting with them while Harry was using Floo Powder to travel with Teddy.

Teddy was very much awake now and had decided that it would be fun to keep smacking Harry in the face.

"You really need to stop that." Harry said to Teddy.

"I don't think he can understand you."

Harry turned around and smiled when he saw Ginny, Ron and Hermione standing there. "What are you doing here?"

"We wanted to be there when…" Hermione said quietly.

"Lupin was our friend too." Ginny said quietly.

And Harry nodded. "I can't imagine your mum was happy about this."

"Dad agreed, he wanted to come too but she went mad when Hermione even suggested coming." Ron said.

"That sounds like it'll be fun when we get back." Harry mumbled. "Well, let's get going then, we don't want to upset her more than we already have."

When they arrived, Andromeda had already dug the holes in which she would put Lupin and Tonk's in. Which she had decided would be in her backyard, right next to Ted's tombstone, none of them were sure whether his body was there, it was unlikely with the snatchers.

She was happy to see that Ginny, Ron and Hermione had come as well but did not want to delay.

"I'd really prefer to get this over with." She whispered.

They were all quiet as she lowered the caskets into the ground and Hermione helped by covering them with the earth.

Teddy began to cry and reach out to the caskets, almost as if he knew, and Harry wondered if he really did know.

Harry gently rubbed his back as he cried and kissed him on the side of the head. "It'll be okay, I'll tell you all about them…" He whispered. He could not hold back the tears that were beginning to overcome him. "Promise."

They left quickly after with many apologizes to Andromeda, and Teddy began to cry again after being separated from Harry but eventually they were able to pry them apart.

They apparated back to The Burrow, Ginny with Harry, and walked to the backyard where George was manually burying the hole in the backyard with a spade.

"He wanted to do it alone." Bill whispered to them.

They nodded.

"How was Andromeda?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"A lot better than Mum." Ginny whispered.

"Well she'll survive darling, I'll make sure of it." He kissed Ginny on the head and she walked over to where Mrs. Weasley was with Ron and Hermione following her.

"Mr. Weasley…"

"Yes Harry?"

"How are you? Will you survive?" Harry asked quietly so none of the other Weasley's could hear.

"Harry, I have to survive for Molly. But thank you for asking."

"You didn't really answer my question, you know."

Mr. Weasley turned to him and tossed Harry's hair. "I'm sad Harry, as you can imagine, no one should have to bury their child, but you have to move on. Fred, especially, would not want us to dwell on this. He'd want us to continue on, with a smile."

Even though it was the afternoon, Ron and Hermione seemed to be the only ones awake. Hermione was reading the Daily Prophet when Ron came from downstairs.

She was scowling at the paper which had a front page story written by Rita Skeeter.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Rita Skeeter has decided that I am now dating Kingsley Shacklebolt and that I'm a…well never mind. I hate her." She threw the paper across the table.

"What are they doing?" Ron said angrily as he turned around to see Ginny and Harry asleep on the sofa.

Hermione stood up and walked over to him.

"I mean, we just buried my brother today."

"And Harry just buried the last living link to his parents." Hermione said calmly and smoothed out his dress robes. "And you're forgetting one thing,"

"What?" Ron snarled.

She grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards the stairs. "She's a big girl and he would die to protect her. Now come on, before you wake someone up."

Ron grunted.

They reached the top of the stairs and went into his room.

Ron shifted around awkwardly trying to figure out what to do with Hermione in his room. It wasn't as if she hadn't been there before but this was the first time she was since they had kissed. And better yet this was the first time they had been alone since his mother had…interrupted them.

He was too scared to move…too scared she would change her mind about him…too scared to rock the boat when it came to her.

He swallowed as she took off her shoes and laid down on his bed.

She looked at him with a small smile on her face while he stood there awkwardly. "Ron, its okay for you to come over here."

He took a deep breath and walked over to the edge of the bed and toed off his trainers.

She sat up on her knees and made her way over to him. She reached for his hands and held them tightly in hers.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded. "I'm fine. It's just a difficult time."

She nodded.

They were both suddenly very aware that they hadn't kissed since the day in the battle, though they had at least attempted once but his mother had quickly killed the mood.

She leaned over and slowly pressed her lips to him. It was different then the last time they had kissed. It was much less intensified, and quick.

So quick, that if he hadn't left his eyes open, that he wouldn't have believed it really happened. She stared at him expectantly, biting her lip.

It was his move now.

He let go of her hands and he could see the flash of hurt and disappointment in her eyes. Then he quickly cupped her face with his hands and pulled their lips together.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to get as little space between them as possible. His tongue briefly touched her lips before she opened her mouth and allowed their tongues to explore each other.

His hands reached down to her waist and he couldn't help himself and placed them over her bum. He briefly wondered if he had gone too far but stopped as soon as he heard her moan.

Her lips trailed down his neck and he threw his head back to allow her more access. "Hermio—" He was cut off as she reached a tender spot below his ear and he had to moan. His eyes rolled back into his head and he thought he was going to fall over as she began to suck on the spot.

Ron's hand gripped her hair and she began to push off his dress robes, leaving him in his shirt and trousers. She pulled her lips away from his neck and moved them back to his.

Too quickly though his lips moved to her neck and he could feel her chest heaving heavily against his. She moaned his name and he pushed his body against hers so they were lying on the bed. His lips quickly found his way back to hers almost as if they were magnets attracting each other.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and he made a deep moan in the back of his throat. His hands wrapped themselves around her bare thighs beneath her dress. She gasped at the feeling and attempted to pull his shirt out of his trousers.

He laughed darkly as she was unable to pull the shirt out. "Mum charmed them, so it wouldn't get untucked."

She sighed and laid her head down on the bed and relaxed her tight grip on him. "Just as well I suppose."

Ron grunted detestably and straightened himself on the bed and she laid her back against his chest.

He took her hand and intertwined their fingers. "You have small hands."

She giggled brought his hand to her lips. "My hands are normal sized."

"I didn't say it was bad, I find it extremely adorable."

Hermione nodded. "Ron?"

"Yes?"

"What are we doing here?"

"Laying in bed."

She turned around and placed her hands on his chest. "That's not what I meant."

"I know, I'm sorry. I just…I'm not sure how to answer it."

She sighed and sat up with her arms crossed. "Ron, if you just don't want to be together then just say something but don't lead me on like this." She pulled her knees up to her chest.

"Hermione is that what you think?"

She shrugged and looked at her bare knees.

"Hermione," He laughed. "Are you mad?"

"Excuse me?" She looked at me angrily.

He shook his head. "I'm in love with you Hermione, how could you possibly think I wouldn't want to be with you! Were you not just here five minutes ago, cause I'm pretty sure that wasn't—"

Hermione reached over and grabbed his shirt before kissing him passionately. "Did you just hear what you said?" She asked when she pulled back.

"No…"He said not quite sure what she meant.

"You just told me you loved me." She said.

He swallowed. "Well I meant it."

She kissed him again and both their faces turned into smiles. "I love you too." She mumbled when she had finally pulled away.

He smiled. "Thank Merlin."

She shook her head and laid down on the bed again and turned her back to Ron and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you." He whispered.

Harry was awakened by a loud crack and he tumbled off the sofa and hit his head on the floor.

"Harry! Are you alright?"

He was surprised to hear Kingsley's voice and then Hermione's gasp in surprise.

"What happened mate?" Ron asked.

"I'm afraid, I scared him and he fell." Kingsley said.

Harry finally opened his eyes and saw the three, along with Ginny leaning over him. "I'm alright, just need a moment."

Ron helped him stand up and he rubbed the back his head.

"I'm so sorry, Harry." Kingsley said.

Harry nodded. "How can we help you?"

"Yes of course, well I needed to talk to you about a few, uh…well Lupin left you something." Kingsley said.

Mrs. Weasley had made her way downstairs with her husband behind her.

"That's lovely." He said.

"Excellent, absolutely excellent." Mrs. Weasley said but she rolled her eyes.

"What did he leave me?" Harry asked.

There was a loud bang and he looked next to him to see a set of school trunks. "I believe those were his."

"Is that all Kingsley?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "I would prefer it if it were only family today."

Kingsley looked shocked for a moment but nodded. "Of course, there's only one other small matter. Harry, Minerva thought it would be best if you wanted to take a look through Severus' things. There is no one else to give them to and if not she has to throw everything away."

"Uh…yes, of course, I'll come up in the next week, perhaps." Harry said.

"Very well, I will pass along the message. That will be all—"

"Wait!" Hermione cried. "I actually needed to talk to you…"

"This wouldn't happen to be about our apparent affair, because according to Rita Skeeter, we are getting married very soon." Kingsley laughed. "And I believe wedding details need to be discussed."

"Over my dead body." Ron mumbled.

Everyone looked at him and Hermione and she blushed.

Mrs. Weasley seemed to be glaring at them. "Let's talk outside."

Ron nodded and followed them and Hermione simply rolled her eyes.

"Well, what did Lupin leave you then?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, what?" Mr. Weasley asked.

Mrs. Weasley had already busied herself with dinner in the kitchen.

Harry bent down to open the trunk and it popped open. It was filled to the brim with things that Harry had never seen even though they were similar to most of his school things.

"Oh my…" Ginny said and bent down next to him, to help him sift through the things.

She grabbed a photo and held it up. "Harry is this you?"

Harry looked over at the photo and smiled. "Yes, it is." It was before he had the scar and it was a picture of him and the Marauders. He seemed to be the same age that Teddy was now and Sirius was holding him happily.

The four all had their arms over each other happily, even though it seemed as if Peter was a little skirmish, he wondered if he was already working with Voldemort already.

Ginny grabbed the photo and folded it over where Peter was standing and Harry laughed but left the photo.

"Here's another." Ginny gasped and this time it was of him and Lupin alone.

His baby self was pulling Lupin's hair and hitting him in the head.

Harry laughed as he was reminded of Teddy doing the same earlier.

"This is your mum, right?" She handed him another photo, a much earlier photo of them in school, his mother and Lupin were standing next to each other and proudly showing their prefects badges.

"That's her." He whispered and touched the photo.

"There are loads more of pictures here." She whispered.

He smiled and Mr. Weasley came up behind them. "Mind if I take a look."

Harry shook his head and handed him the photos they had been through so far. Many of them included him and his parents and the Marauders. He continued through the trunk, most of which seemed to include his things from school.

He reached in and gave himself a paper cut. "Ouch." He grabbed the object that had hurt him. It was an envelope and he knew the handwriting. It was from his mother.

Ron and Hermione came inside alone and walked over to him. "Harry is that from your mother?" She asked.

He smiled and nodded. "It's addressed to Lupin."

"Well read it mate." Ron said.

Harry opened it and read it aloud.

Dear Moony,

It has been so lonely here in hiding. I do hope that Wormtail is able to get this letter to you. I have much to tell you. I have to admit James can get a bit boring after a while. Of course lately he hasn't spared a minute for me because he's too preoccupied teaching Harry how to use that broomstick that Sirius got him. Leave it to him to get a one year old a potentially dangerous toy. Almost killed our poor cat and James just sat and laughed of course. Says that Harry is going to be as amazing as he was. Conceited git. Oh! I must tell you about the other night. Last week during the full moon Harry began to cry persistently at around eleven and just would not quit. James of course is the deepest sleeper completely ignored it (as you should know, you shared a room with him for six years). So I pulled myself out of bed to go and get him and he's staring out the window, looking at the moon, crying bloody hell. Almost as if he knew you were out there in pain…I've never seen him react like that and James says it's cause he's his father's son and can't stand to see you in pain. I wouldn't be surprised. Well, you simply must come and visit soon. Harry will be two before you know it and you'll regret not coming to visit. We've decided to get him a little Halloween costume, much like the muggles do. I used to love it when I was a kid. Of course he can't leave the house but he'll look simply adorable in the costume.

Harry put the letter down quietly.

"Is that the end?" Ron asked.

Harry nodded and he briefly wondered if he ever wore the costume.

"Is there anything else, in the trunk?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Loads, it'll take me a while to get through everything." He said quietly.

Mr. Weasley put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Ginny continued to look through the things and stopped at another piece of parchment with his mother's handwriting.

She carefully unfolded it and looked at it with a questioning look. "What is this?" She handed it to Harry, who was just as confused.

"It looks like…a potion…" He said and handed it to Hermione for her to inspect.

She read it and her eyes got wide. "Harry, do you know what this is?"

"No…"

"It's a recipe for a wolfsbane potion." She said.

"That potion for werewolves, well that makes sense." Ron said. "Maybe your mum used to make it for him when they were in school."

"No, well yes Ron but that's not what I meant." She said. "It looks like your mum came pretty close to improving it. She was on the break of something."

Harry shrugged. "I believe you but I can't tell."

"Let me see that." Mr. Weasley said and took it from her. "She's correct. Do you mind if I take this down to the ministry?"

Harry shook his head. "I just want it back."

"Of course, of course." He said and put it into his coat pocket.

The next day Ron and Harry were sitting in his room. Ron was telling him about the discussion with Kingsley.

"Hermione was asking him about her parents." He explained. "She needs to go and fix their memories. He said it could be done but there might be some side effects. He also offered to go and do it himself but it would be more effective if she did it herself. They also may need her to trigger their memory. He said he would set up a trip to go to Australia for us."

Harry nodded. "I'm coming as well."

"Figured you would. We also figured Ginny would want to come as well and quite frankly Hermione wants her there. But my mum might not like it. She's been a bit put out lately. Dad says its only cause of Fred but she's really gone mad. We don't even know what's setting her off, so there's no telling what will."

Harry nodded. He was confused as well. "Women."

Ron agreed.

"So…what happened with you and Hermione yesterday?" Harry asked.

"Well…" He coughed. "We came to a mutual understanding."

"That you're in love." Harry teased.

"Oh shut up!" Ron said blushing. He opened his mouth to say something but suddenly there heard yelling from below.

Harry and Ron ran down when they heard the commotion. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were standing up and arguing very vividly in the kitchen while Mr. Weasley was sitting down trying to calm things.

"Mrs. Weasley, you can't be mad about this. I need to go and find my parents." Hermione said.

They could all see she was a little on edge since Kingsley had told her they might have issues returning her parents memories.

"Well I'm sorry I just do not think it's a good idea." She said.

"Molly, dear, don't be unreasonable, these are Hermione's parents now." Mr. Weasley said.

"Well, you can see how I'd be confused considering she's spent practically every vacation with us since she was fourteen and how she's now going out with my son." She growled.

"Mrs. Weasley, I do love you, don't misunderstand but these are my parents!" Hermione argued.

"I have never heard anything so ungrateful in my life!"

Hermione's mouth hung open and both of them could see she was stung by Mrs. Weasley's hurtful words that it was causing her to tear up.

"You had no right." She said in a quiet rage. "Just because Fred is dead does not give you the right to try and overcompensate with me and Harry!"

Mr. Weasley stood up to try and stop the fight but before he could even finish standing Mrs. Weasley had slapped her hand hard across Hermione's face.

"Molly!"

"Mum!"

Ron ran over to Hermione and looked at her face but she pushed him away and walked out of The Burrow.

He moved to walk after her but was stopped but Mrs. Weasley's screaming. "Ronald Weasley, if you leave this house after her don't you dare come back!"

Harry put a hand on Ron's shoulder and went to follow after Hermione.

"Of course you would go after her. Don't believe the same rules apply to you!" She shouted. "Then again you don't believe yourself as my son, much rather be Sirius' or Lupin's son, forget the people who have tried to house and feed you for years! Then again we're much better off! Anyone you consider family ends up dead!"

Harry stopped at the door with his back turned to her.

"Molly!"

"Mum!" It was Ginny this time. No one had even noticed her appearance until then. "I can't believe you would say all those horrible things!"

Harry didn't bother to listen to the rest of the argument and ran out of the house looking for Hermione.

Luckily, in her haste she hadn't bothered to apparate and was walking.

He caught up with her and put an arm around her shoulder before they continued walking.

So a lot of stuff happened in this chapter. Not much of an author's note. Figured I'd let you all digest this chapter. I only have one question: What do you think is going to happen next?

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